life lessons
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One setta pothole out here
The last few months were some of the hardest in a long time for me. It was one of those 1/10, do not recommend experiences. It wasn’t all bad, don’t get me wrong. However, yuh know when you driving down the road (in Trinidad) and in trying to avoid one pothole, you go down in… Continue reading
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Some things stay with you
I’ve been reading Malala’s new book. I wasn’t sure what to expect from it but it has been one of the best reads in a long time for me. While I love her writing style, I love her words more. The way she remembers her life makes her so relatable- I feel like a friend… Continue reading
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First day of school
Today was the first day of school. A decade ago, had you asked me about what I did, I would have told you that I wanted to go to school for the rest of my life. I would have told you that I would climb every ladder of education possible to be able to wake… Continue reading
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One cup of sugar, please
I cannot tell you what to do or how to live your life but I’d tell you what I know. That’s how I give advice to my students (and everyone else) about everything and anything. It’s safe nah- I remove all blame from myself cuz nobody could say, “Miss say so.” Nah. I mean, I… Continue reading
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Hot gyal nah fight over man, no
I gave two of my classes an activity this week. It was a fillable form with prompts to write about themselves. For example, I am someone who everyone seems to ________, I am someone who nobody seems to __________, I am someone who always _________, I am someone who will never __________. Of course, there… Continue reading
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We live. We learn. We unlearn.
The other day, I found my old index cards with Math notes from high school and UWI. I was going through them and I remembered the high school stuff because I still teach the same topics. The UWI notes on the other hand- gibberish, pure gibberish. I think somewhere from the time I left one… Continue reading
The Girl with Yellow Shoes 